Testimony of Franca Passoni
Date: Saturday, May 19 @ 18:41:43 EDT
Topic: Doctrine Doctrine Christian-Catholic-Neocatechumenal
La Spezia May 1, 2003
For a long time I had promised to write what had happened to me and my family so impressed by the intimate Neocatechumenal movement. My brain has experienced feelings, words, facts, pictures now in urgent need of a structure and a location.
My story begins with a seemingly unimportant event: the arrival of a new priest in our parish or the parish of St. Family of La Spezia. My family, active and participatory in parish life, welcomed the new pastor at the time with great enthusiasm because that position was vacant for a while 'time, and this could only be detrimental to a parish which, at the time, was considered one of the largest and most populous city of souls. I was enrolled in Catholic Action, my Aunt Martha attended St. Vincent, my mother always took part in Sunday Mass, in fact certainly could not call ourselves a family only "Catholic in the traditional sense" (Catholic Sunday), but also a family practitioner. I remember very well the teachings of my mother and my grandmother did not allow any of us to fall asleep without having recited the evening prayers, remember the novenas in preparation for Christmas during Advent, I remember the daily celebrations and Rosary during the month of Mary, remember the church packed with kids like me who first occupied the benches, I remember the oratory that was a viable alternative, the Salesian model, the always formidable and dangerous road in the popular districts. And then I remember the Little Sisters of the Holy Family and their industriousness, their wise way to treat us.
Then ........ then came Don Devoto and everything changed. Gone are the children from the first benches, the movement of Catholic Action was disintegrated in my parish, the oratory is empty, the same Little Sisters of the Holy Family had trouble making catechism (they were not frowned upon by the pastor) I remember the his sermons that communicate and communicate still a feeling of death and despair, a pessimistic and gloomy man, dare I say almost Calvinist, a continuous and incessant reminder of the sins of a sexual nature. We all went out to put a new feeling of unhappiness: it was so different. One day I went to confession to Don Devoto, I was only sixteen and it was a horrible experience. At first I just list the my sins, then I suffered a real interrogation, a flurry of searching questions and details about my sexual experiences, about what did and did not do with my boyfriend at the time. I was shocked because of some things I did not know existed. It was at this time that I began for the first time in my life to hear the term "Neocatechumenal." In my parish began to settle permanently the first community, the first few cycles of ad "catechesis for adults." Sometimes during Sunday Mass intervened catechists of Pontemoli inviting to participate in Catechesis evening. The kerygma fell flat for me and my sister Anna, deeply disturbed by the figure of Don Devoto as "ambiguous", but was greeted by my brother Pierluigi, the smallest, the most pure, known for her smile "smile Franciscan." At the time he was only fifteen years old and a character definitely shy and withdrawn. My mother in front of the parish warranty did not oppose the choice of Pierluigi and allowed his son to attend the "catechism" with joy. At this point was consumed the first deception that is still perpetrated by the Neocatechumenal communities: never told my mother that catechesis for adults who participated Pierluigi, catechism meetings were not "traditional", but the Neocatechumenal Way. It 'possible that, even today, given that the statute Neocatechumenal approved allows you to enter the path at the age of thirteen, mothers can not conscientiously decide for their children because it continually deceived about the identity of these real catechism meetings? Is it possible that today any motion and, when I say all I mean range from 'Catholic Action, the Focolare, the Scouts, even if we dare, committees Marxists - Leninists, can be identified and classified, except for the Neocatechumenal movement of Kiko that To date, recruit followers concealing his identity? Even today, when I pass in front of the parish of Romito Magra here in La Spezia and I see the inordinately large banner over the door of the Church that says "CATECHESIS FOR ADULTS EVERY MONDAY AND THURSDAY '21.00" I feel a pang, because I think mums who send their children to catechism, perhaps with serenity and joy because they avoid the clubs, not knowing that the children will enter the Neocatechumenal movement.
But alas, on with the history because there is still a long way.
In my family both me and my brothers have studied music. His mother sent all three private lessons later, when we had prepared an exam, we supported him to a state of conservatoire. I studied piano, my brother Pierluigi studied violin and my sister Anna singing. The key to the story it was the violin Pierluigi. Yes, because my mom had just bought a "good violin" so he could "play better" and practice. Pierluigi was excited, he had chosen, had the sound he liked, it was nice ... so was his violin, and he himself was deeply proud. But one day he came home to catechesis and told us without too much explanation would no longer played the violin, that would indeed sold and the proceeds would be donated to the "poor" (ie, to the poor of the Neocatechumenal community). At the time we did not know that he had just made the "second step" in the community and who had asked him to move on from idols land and pay for the first time tithing. But what idols had my brother?? Only his violin course, that little piece of wood that, when played with passion and love, expresses a wonderful music.
I thought a lot about the relationship and Music Neocatechumenal and I did it with a minimum of knowledge. The music is an expression of feelings of various kinds, but mostly it is the poetic expression of a man full of feelings, passion, ardor, all elements which are clearly incompatible with the automation and standardization of adherents, all ' inside of which, inter alia, are allowed only the songs kikiani. But, let me tell you ..... these songs are characterized by repetitive rhythms and obsessive intended only to guide the collective emotional states make their own worth in front of the celestiality of Gregorian chant, the perfection of Bach cantatas, the tragedy of Mozart's Requiem, all 'ecstasy caused the Ave Maria from Verdi. The music is first of all freedom of thought, freedom of space. So dear Mr. Kiko please avoid doing the spin doctors (theologian, painter, musician ...) because surely at least as regards the music, its does not seem worthy of mention.
My mother, in front of the communication of my brother no longer wants to play the violin, he realized that he was faced with something strange and dark .... little by little my brother's behavior had changed, the family was absent and seemed eager to take part only in catechesis. At the time he was nineteen years old and my mother decided to forbid participation in the Neocatechumenal movement. In our complete ignorance imputammo the strangeness of his behavior not so much the validity of the Neocatechumenal movement, the ambiguity that characterized the character or Don Devoto. My brother ran away from home and went equally to the usual evening meeting and eternal. It was then that I decided to participate of my own free will to a celebration Neocatechumenal to see for themselves what they were doing behind closed doors. Of course I knew nothing of the movement of the steps and they showed me what was convenient for them, ie a mass strange and particular with their songs, with a strange arrangement of a church but nothing more. Today ask you to watch the ballots, the steps, the actions of moral violence perpetrated by the catechists who violate their consciences.
In my family there had been a tear insurmountable, every day at the table were screaming and crying, reigned utter lack of communication. Don Devoto was allowed to accuse my mother from the pulpit citing "...... these mothers that prevent children to participate in catechesis." For the first time in my life I've heard about in triumph by Don Devoto hate evangelical or "....... if your mother is against you odiala." And my mother cried, cried and cried.
What followed was my fault. I was the author of the famous "historic compromise" between my mother and my brother. Knowing that even at Pisa, the city where we attended all three universities, were the Neocatechumenal communities, not knowing anything about the Neocatechumenal movement, I suggested to my mother and my brother is the solution: leave the parish of St. Family with the parish priest so ambiguous and attend the Neocatechumenal community of St. Nicola where I hoped there were not so strange characters like Don Devoto. Alas, as I was stupid ....... I should study first and document ...... here's my guilt and my sin.
So Pierluigi began attending the parish of St. Nicola in Pisa and the sixth Neocatechumenal community of St. Nicola. Did not present itself almost never at home, because the commitments of the Neocatechumenal Way are many: celebrations on Saturday evening, cohabitation, pilgrimages, Easter celebrations and special. My sister Anna and I went back Friday night in La Spezia, he did not, because there was a celebration on Saturday night. Appeared tired and sleepy Sunday lunch (when there was no train strike) and off again Monday if everything was okay. It must not be forgotten that, often, because of the many partnerships that took place during the weekend maybe in Forte dei Marmi or luxury hotels in Chiavari (because who knows Forte dei Marmi knows that there are no hotels as "poor" ), my brother just returned home there.
With us you never spoke, he sat down at the table and was silent as if it were always in the clouds, for years my mother decided not to talk and communicate with his son. Never a gesture of affection on his part, never the concern for someone who was not Neocatechumenal.
My grandfather is ninety years old was hit by a car and taken to the St. Martino in Genoa in a coma. He stayed at the hospital for more than a month. His grandson Pierluigi did not go to see him because there was a coexistence Neocatechumenal of the way and only later, after yet another lecture from my mother, reluctantly went to the hospital. But the thing that pains me most was and is a strong feeling that he does not care about his grandfather or us because we were not Neocatechumenals. Only the Neocatechumenal for him were people, the only other beasts, animals, but certainly not the children of God His attitude was cruel, aloof and indifferent, laughed at me for my sentiment, saying that risultavo pathetic and melodramatic. He on the other hand has never shown a sign of affection, and voiced a feeling, only coldness, detachment and contempt.
This went on for years. We have never met "them," the Neocatechumenal Way. Saw my brother often go out in the evening in Pisa, we knew that was going to house people, but we did not know who or where he was.
He actively participated in the pilgrimage in the Holy Land, the Pope's meeting with the youth of Paris, was in Toronto, he spent a month in Madrid with the excuse of the thesis, but in reality there also attended the Neocatechumenal communities.
In July 2002 he graduated in art history. I remember the day of his graduation as a nightmare. Anna and I were agitatissime. It was the first time I saw my brother well dressed and wearing a tie.
Family members and friends were present and were waiting for the turn of the degree. Then came some of "them" (the Neocatechumenal) and were sidelined. My brother just saw them smiled and went straight towards them. I remember a blonde woman that my brother illustrating in detail the thesis. He was so serious task that Anna and I thought it was the controrelatrice. He stood for half an hour to explain the thesis. Anna curiously asked him who the lady was, and he replied that it was not controrelatrice, but simply a lady of the way. It was amazing! With us you never, ever would have lost so much time to explain the thesis. The Neocatechumenal looked at us curiously, but remained aloof. There was a girl Neocatechumenal with a small child. Do not forget the special because my brother went to the boy and gave him a few pats on the cheek .......... both me and Anna were left bewildered. If it had been my son would never have done.
In August he announced to my mother, who at that time was in the house for the summer holidays, you want to take part in some vocational cohabitation. This meant that he was considering the idea of entering the seminary. The idea was not a shock for us for a number of reasons. First of all in my family there were other vocations, as a result because mine is a deeply Catholic family. My mom thought of a possible entry into a seminar and said simply "think about it and then do what you want." Anna and I commentammo only saying "at least try to become a cardinal with all the culture and the education you have received."
Yet we felt a strange sensation: Pierluigi spoke less and less. One day he said to Anna that he would not enter into a seminar on "normal", but in a Seminar Redentoris Mater ie a seminar "Neocatechumenal." So we started to surf a bit 'on the internet to know more about this strange type of seminars, never heard of it. Anna discharged from the network, the list of seminars Redentoris Mater in the world, so we found that only two were about forty of them in Italy (Rome, Italy). We started to tell Pierluigi entering that of Rome, because it certainly was more qualified, and then maybe mom took advantage to visit Rome when he wanted to visit you. But he was silent, silent ..... everything was so strange and mysterious.
One day he said that he would go far, far away. Anna and I began to worry about our parents. I must say that my parents are quite elderly and are not used to traveling, so I'm a little '"inexperienced" in the world and for them, already Redentoris Mater seminary in Rome represented an insurmountable distance. My mother at the age of nearly seventy years has never seen Rome.
Finally after a theater of insistence pitiful my brother told us his destination: the seminar Redentoris Mater Sydney.
There are no words to describe the despair of my mother in front of the news. Of course, we asked several explanations for our brother, but it was like bouncing off a brick wall.
I could not believe it and kept saying, "Why do not you go closer?? If you really call a place that is another, at least do it for your mother. " When I looked at him I saw that he did not feel anything, in fact he was annoyed by our pain and our despair.
In the meantime, my mom told him not to show up at home during the weekend, but to sit in Pisa (in the house as a student paid for by my parents) and to think and reflect.
Anna and I were upset, but how could he think of inflicting such pain free to our parents? How could they so old bear 24 hours by plane to see it, or face the obstacle of English to call on the phone, or 12 hours time zone? But that was the point of all this? I had to do something.
I began to do some research. And my first instrument was starting Internet. Through the network I got to know the testimony of Augusto Faustini (the painting of Spider-psychological Plagiarism in the Neocatechumenal Way) and many other families destroyed by this virus that sneaks into the church. I studied and read more and more facts, events and behaviors that until then were strange and unexplained found the right place and gradually the puzzle began to take shape and body. First studied by heart the statute recently approved article by article, and then read some of the lyrics written by Father Enrico Zoffoli and I was shocked.
But this was not enough: my education told me to see for myself. So I decided to look for the powerful catechists my brother and talk with them to see if it was at least possible to change the destination apparently the result of a strange lot. My brother refused to give me the phone number and the names of catechists.
The only option was to go in person in S. Nicola on Saturday night and talk to them. It was a tragedy. I was very angry, but I learned the hard and bitterly that there is the slightest possibility of dialogue with the Neocatechumenal movement.
I arrived at a quarter to nine on the back of the Church of S. Nicola and I saw the light on. I knocked at the door and a tall man with the blue shirt. I asked her to come in, but the gentleman told me that was the Eucharist, the priest did not know me and therefore I could not enter. I shut the door in his face. Yet the statute Neocatechumenal clearly says that the Eucharist is open to all the faithful ..... I thought bitterly, thank goodness that the Gospel says, "Knock, and it shall be opened."
In the meantime, my brother came and he had the opportunity to attend Mass General on Saturday evening with all the communities. The celebration was different from the traditional, I remember some details such as the fact that no one knelt Offertory or the presence of bread (not host but bread itself with its bricioline) and wine that were distributed through the first tray, the second through a series of pot-bellied glasses made to pass between people. Everyone looked at me and my presence was clearly unwelcome. I for my part I was furious.
I looked up and I saw for the first time by Kiko Madonna with the child and with the strange writing, it was the same picture that Don Devoto had played on a glass of the new church of the Holy Family restored. I shuddered.
At the end of the Mass, my brother introduced me to the team of catechists (six in all). I started asking them why, as catechists, they had not thought to call or to visit my family in such a delicate moment. In fact I must say that one of the details that still strikes me today is precisely that of total silence on the part of the Neocatechumenal movement towards the family.
The catechists were very disturbed by my presence. I remember in particular two, John and Paola because they followed my sister and her husband during the marriage preparation in S. Nicola. Paola was just telling me that neither I nor my mother loved Pierluigi. But who was she and what authority is allowed to judge my family, my life, my mother? And where is the Christianity in all this? I was shocked, but unfortunately the matter did not end: John asked me if I was married, I said no. He asked me if I was happy and I said yes. "Well-said-then you are possessed and you have to go to an exorcist to make you free."
Apart from the seriousness of the situation if you think that these words came out of the mouth of a catechist who work in a church, the thing that made me most was the evil evil grin to my brother, who had heard everything and he did not say nothing. I will certainly not easy to forgive him for his silence in the face of something so serious.
Basically I learned from that encounter a fundamental premise: the dialogue with the Neocatechumenal is virtually impossible. And 'in fact impossible to talk about and deal with those who consider themselves a "right" or the' "anointed one" and despises those who have different opinions. Christianity in my opinion is a religion of tolerance and respect. So there is no Christianity in the Neocatechumenal movement.
I was very upset by the words of John catechist, but I did not want to give up so I started to knock on a thousand doors asking for help. A La Spezia I went to Don P.M. currently vicar of His Excellency Bishop Bassano Staffieri. I went to him with a packet of documents relating to the Neocatechumenal Way asking for his opinion and especially to have a meeting with the bishop. I left the documents on the kneeler and he promised that he would give us a look. A few days later I returned to him and I could see that the documentation was still there in the same spot where I had left it. Then I realized that my presence was unwelcome. I got to listen to his words, all aimed at minimizing the situation, to throw water on the fire with a certain fear. I left the church with the strange and unpleasant feeling of having met a priest who cared nothing but a political career within the church hierarchy. Undoubtedly my speeches were dangerous and disturbed him even though he had answers to my questions.
In September 2002 I, my mother and my sister Anna asked audience to Bishop Bassano Staffieri and here His Excellency emphasized the wealth in terms of money and told us of the Neocatechumenal communities as in the previous Diocese of Carpi in the who exercised, three boys were "raised before Kiko". Now the poor parents whose children have to leave for Redentoris Mater had turned to him so that he tried to dissuade them ..... She kept saying "sa lady is very difficult." Also cited the lavish "offers" that the Neocatechumenal communities lavished priests ..... of course for the poor of the parish.
At this point you could make a discussion of the definition of "offer". The offer must have the characteristic of "one-off" otherwise if it becomes fixed in a timely offer maybe made within the same day of each month ..... becomes a kind of "salary."
My mother, parchment was a flash of courage in the face of His Excellency and told him that "Jesus was betrayed and sold for 30 pieces and they sold it today." She said crying with tears in his eyes, with despair in his heart. The bishop, a good politician responded in the only way he could answer, ie with the look of commiseration which is addressed to a person mentally unstable. In short, he advised us to turn to His Excellency the Archbishop of Pisa Plotti, because the fact had occurred within the diocese of Pisa. Was dramatic. My mom came home giving himself the fool because he had pulled out a check for ten million. Had not thought of.
That Friday when my brother came back from Pisa, it had been about ten days since we had communicated his destination at the seminary in Sydney in January 2003, told us just that on Monday he would go to the seminary Redentoris Mater Lugano waiting to leave for Australia, so do not waste time and immediately faced the first semester of studies.
My mother began calmly, her movements slow and painful to pack your bags.
But I did not want to give up and called Sunday, the day before his departure, Don Mario, the parish priest of St. Nicola in Pisa, asking for an explanation. Why Lugano? Where had it come out? And Why the hurry?
At 15.00 the same Sunday the whole family came to the door of the convent of St. Augustine Nicola to get the answers, except my father, who had gone to help my brother to take his last things in the house as a student.
I started wondering why no one had thought about the fact that in recent months my brother would have been able to recover a good relationship with the family before leaving for the seminar Redentoris Mater Sydney in January. Don Mario said that in fact they had thought of this opportunity, but doubted that it was possible. So we said it was examined the possibility of temporarily entrust my brother to a family Neocatechumenal of Rome. Subsequently, the rector of the seminary Redentoris Mater Lugano had offered a solution to the thing saying that there was a place with them. I could not believe my ears: "entrust my brother to another family!?" But we are not monsters! I wanted to cry at that moment, I thought of what my mother had to try .... I could not even begin to imagine.
The next day two strangers came from Pisa at the exit of S. Stefano Magra and my father has "given them," his son. "They" took him to Lugano.
My brother left for the seminar Redentoris Mater Lugano without being initially an address or a telephone number, and the first two days had the brilliant idea of not even call home to alert you. So my mother, like all mothers spent a sleepless night fearing that an accident had happened. We tried to call the phone but it was always off. Of course people who accompanied my brother in the seminary did not think at all of us know. He was not sure of their competence.
Regarding the Neocatechumenal one thing that amazes me is the codification and the line of demarcation and precise about their behavior. The catechists throughout Italy say and do the same things, nothing more or nothing less. So if you do not have the task of catechists have a contact with the families of seminarians, they will never think of it, in fact they will marvel that anyone can advance certain claims. Given the fact that my brother will be for the duration of his life a special relationship with its community of origin that will pay his movements and his travels around the world, at least it would seem normal to see their faces.
Only two days after his arrival in Lugano my brother called and said that everything was fine and left the number of the seminar to my mother, adding that it was not allowed in the mobile workshop, and was forced to hand it over at the entrance.
Since then he has personally called three or maybe four times, always forcing my mom to look at the seminary about once a week to attend the usual ritual of coldness and indifference with monosyllabic answers such as "yes-no" in the face of questions .
I also went to Don Devoto pastor of St. Family, of course, had welcomed the departure of my brother as a personal triumph. In his megalomania continued to boast of the hatred of the Gospel. Despite the door of the church of the Holy Family is distant only fifty meters from my front door we never received any letters or phone calls, nor visits. We, as we are not Neocatechumenal meat.
In November, I wrote a letter to the Archbishop Plotti at the suggestion of Bishop Bassano Staffieri asking him to address the issue of Neocatechumenal S. Nicola and my brother. A few days later I went to the square of the Archdiocese in the curia of the Archdiocese of Pisa in the day on Wednesday fixed for receipt of individuals.
I was able only to speak to the vicar as the Archbishop was at a meeting of the Italian Episcopal Conference. The vicar told me that the archbishop had received my letter and had hinted at a difficult situation due to a seminarian of La Spezia. However, he added that the bishop had been informed of the event and the departure of my brother for the seminar Redentoris Mater Lugano through my letter. This clearly contradicts what he said Don Mario pastor of St. Nicholas boasted a clear understanding of the Archbishop Plotti whole situation. Don Mario said to me, "Come with me by Archbishop Plotti, I'll drive myself, is aware of everything."
But it was not true at all.
I still have to say that even the Archbishop Plotti deigned my family care: never a phone call or contact, indeed ..... my dear friend, patron of the parish of St. Nicola as a Christian on Sunday, told me that during a visit Plotti in the parish, the Archbishop has performed in a painful and demeaning reverential attitude towards the Neocatechumenal communities present in S. Nicola. I have to assume that the offers are very consistent.
The Neocatechumenal organization is first and foremost a secular organization that is built on a top-down structure which is represented by the synthesis and acme trilogy Kiko, Carmen and Father Mario Pezzi, just below there are the catechists national and regional community leaders. Priests and bishops think they count, but in reality it is not.
I can give it a try.
I read the testimony of Augusto Faustini "The canvas of Spider-Plagiarism in Psychological Neocatechumenal" a specific name, referred to as a lay person very powerful, or that of the lawyer Franco Voltaggio, a supercatechista, so I decided to contact him. I talked to the wife of which I must say was really nice to me and offered to illustrate the question of Kiko my brother asking for a transfer destination. I asked the lady to give me the names of those responsible for the community of St. Nicola. A short time later in a subsequent phone call told me, from Rome, the head of the community of St. Nicholas was Mr Alessandro Guidotti and poor Don Mario, who continued to claim the title of sole responsibility S. Nicola. January 4, 2003 the day phoned to my mother's house catechists regional asked to speak with Pierluigi that in the meantime she was on holiday at home and conveyed to him that at least until June would not be left for Australia. The justification was a matter of convenience since he had started the academic year at the University of Lugano in Theology. Power of supercatechisti.
The seminar Redentoris Mater of Lugano is under the direction of the Bishop of Lugano, but the real power was the bishop in the decision of shifts between a workshop and the other or from one diocese to another and even from one continent 's other? No, the movements will be communicated only to the bishop who takes notice, also because they are decided by a secular power. The Bishop is famous for the deals that make him happy and he can also boast of numerous vocations who flock to his seminars. Does reflect the fact that the seminary Redentoris Mater Lugano there is only a boy of Lugano while all the others are from other states and from other continents. Everything is the result of a draw that defies the law of the frequency and statistics. All this involves and relates to the separation from family, a characteristic that implies better control and therefore a psychological dependence of the Neocatechumenal followers stronger.
The full name of the seminar is to diocesan seminary missionary Redentoris Mater Lugano. Diocesan means that it is not formally under the direction of the bishop of the diocese. More complex and interesting is the word missionary. The future priests will have the task of traveling and spreading Christianity but not the Neocatechumenal movement of Kiko. Can be missionaries in Milan and Rome or anywhere else where it is not yet the Neocatechumenal movement. Respond to the laity of the way and then the leaders who can move around the world as needed.
What is the future of my brother?? Will spread the Neocatechumenal Way, which is steeped in catechists, will start the kerygma in a parish, will prime unsuspecting people who will be deceived by his presence as deem to be in front of a priest "normal" and enter in the movement. There will be room for other movements within his parish (not to focolarini, rebuilders, scout, renewal of spirit, etc.). People are part of the journey will begin, starting with the second step, to pay the tithe in the black bag of rubbish that tenth will feed into the coffers of the way and will be used to support Redentoris Mater (which the oven will provide new priests complacent for the journey ), for itinerant catechists and for the Domus Galileae. Do not forget about the offer to the priests and bishops not totally convinced of the goodness of the Neocatechumenal Way. Many mothers like mine mourn because of the evil produced by my brother. Many families will be destroyed and the curse.
December 7, 2002 the day was celebrated in the parish of St. Joseph in Monza (Milan), the wedding of my cousin. My brother was around 3 months in the seminary Redentoris Mater of Lugano and mother eagerly awaiting that day to see his son. It seemed certain his participation in the marriage, even Pierluigi would reach Monza with a car provided by the seminar itself, which is only about seventy miles.
December 5, 2002 the day my brother called my dad saying that the rector of the seminary Redentoris Mater of Lugano, Don Mario Trulio ordered him not to take part in the marriage, contacted by telephone at the same time my cousin Simona apologizing for his absence, and saying that the Rector of the Seminary had "advised" not to participate in the celebration of what would have been sent home for the upcoming holiday season.
For my mother was a great pain: he suffered immensely.
I decided to contact Don Mario Trulio to ask at least an explanation. What was wrong with taking part in a wedding for a day and doing a happy mom?
The conversation between me and the rector of the seminary Redentoris Mater of Lugano was very hard. I made it clear that he was not used to discuss its decisions to anyone, as himself, in the guidance of its seminarians was interpreter of God's will I tried to insist on the participation of my brother's marriage, especially given the state of health of my mother. Well his words were harsh: retorted that my mother did not care and then was tired of hearing the complaints of all "these mothers." Even so ... "then these mothers who never die: Let's see when and if he dies."
I was frozen, shocked, disgusted. The rector threatened to "do not let us to see if we continued with this hostile and argumentative." He only said "....... know there are seminarians who do not go home for years and years!" At the end of the conversation I "dismissed" passing in a third person on the phone who was in a hurry to confirm the Don Mario and tell me that the rector had no time to lose with me.
Alas, I did not record the conversation, it will be up to others to believe my words.
This is my story, the story of my family thrown hastily on paper, because you can not pretend nothing happened.
I think my brother is very difficult to come out with their own forces from this accursed sect that has crept into the Church with the complacency of many powerful people. However, the testimony of my family will join the chorus of those who have already found numerous behaviors and inexplicable facts in friends, acquaintances, and loved ones participating in the Neocatechumenal movement of Kiko
I have wondered many times how it is that this movement is disclosed in such a short time (he was born about 30 years in Spain) horizontally, extending its power in many states, and in the vertical direction or going to cover, with his men, positions of greater power.
Undoubtedly, the fact is mainly due to the crisis of the "parish" and Religion, but not only.
The Neocatechumenal movement uses some features that are typical of the seven, and I myself have seen day after day in the behavior of my brother:
1 Separation with the surrounding world and the family who belongs to the Neocatechumenal movement tends to break down all pre-existing relationships with anyone other than Neocatechumenal affectivity and focuses on community members.
So my brother, for years has been in a state of utter annoyance and indifference to the events and family problems.
2 exclusivism Only followers of the Neocatechumenal Way are in the truth and be saved, only the Neocatechumenal are true "Christians." Is guilty who does not adhere to the movement, but especially those who abandoned him. The Neocatechumenal are driven directly from God (Kiko). My brother, like all the Neocatechumenal is often left to escape the words of derision against the Christians on Sunday, against the other movements such as Scouts or Catholic Action. This is precisely the attitude of those who consider themselves "right." Cunningly are not so stupid to do this type of admissions in public. But who has lived with them for 11 years can perceive these nuances.
3 Voluntariness who adheres to the movement by way of a voluntary choice or in response to Kerygma. The input takes the value of a true conversion and the adept totally identified with the movement.
My brother called "brother or sister" other members of the path (eg sister community), but he never called "sister" Anna or me the same. Only within the community realizes the family.
4 Obedience Chapter I Neocatechumenal maintain absolute respect and absolute obedience to the orders of the catechists, community leaders and Kiko positioned at the top of the most complex organization. The head of the Church is the Pope, the head of the Neocatechumenal movement is Kiko "lifetime" (Art. 34 of the Statute of the Neocatechumenal Way "). Here, then realized the Church in the Church of which he spoke in his open letter to the Archdiocese of Catania Archbishop Luigi Bommarito.